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What is Deus Ex Machina?

2006-04-20T21:09:00.000+08:00

What is Deus ex machina?

Deus ex machina is a Latin phrase that refers to an unexpected, artificial, or improbable character, device, or event introduced suddenly in a work of fiction or drama to resolve a situation or untangle a plot. The phrase has been extended to refer to any resolution to a story which does not pay due regard to the story's internal logic and is so unlikely it challenges suspension of disbelief; allowing the author to conclude the story with an unlikely, but more palatable ending. In modern terms the Deus ex machina has also come to describe a person or thing that suddenly arrives and solves a seemingly insoluble difficulty. While in storytelling this might seem unfulfilling, in real life this type of figure might be welcome and heroic.

What else can we inlude the "deus ex machina"?

The notion of Deus ex machina can also be applied to a revelation within a story experienced by a character which involves the individual realizing that the complicated, sometimes perilous or mundane and perhaps seemingly unrelated sequence of events leading up to this point in the story are joined together by some profound concept. Thus the unexpected and timely intervention is aimed at the meaning of the story rather than a physical event in the plot.

Examples in plot:

- In Shakespeare's Hamlet, the kidnapping of Hamlet by pirates allows him to escape his orchestrated death in England.

- In Dan Brown's Angels & Demons, the location of the antimatter is seemingly revealed by a vision from God, however it is later revealed to be a deception by the novel's villain.

( sorry the plots i used are based on the books i read and some poetry hope you guys dont find this boring ...sorry )

Sonnet 18

2006-02-10T17:47:00.000+08:00

To all of us, Sonnet 18 is perhaps the best known and well-loved of all 154 poems written by Shakespeare. It is also one of the most straightforward in language and intent. (Why do I say that, well…look at the way he wrote it). The stability of love and its power to immortalize the poetry and the subject of that poetry is the theme. The poet starts the praise of his dear friend or lover without limitation, but he slowly builds the image of his friend into that of a perfect being. His lover is first compared to summer in the octave, but, at the start of the third quatrain (9), he is summer, and thus, he has metamorphosed into the standard by which true beauty can and should be judged. The poet's only answer to such profound joy and beauty is to ensure that his lover be forever in human memory, saved from the ultimate destruction that accompanies death. He achieves this through his verse, believing that, as history writes itself, his lover will become one with time (or, more informally, keep up to time). The couplet reaffirms the poet's hope that as long as there is breath in mankind, his poetry too will live on, and ensure the immortality of his muse.

hope you guys like my translation of Sonnet 18….

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What I am Like

2006-02-07T20:20:00.000+08:00

What I am Like

I'm bored, got nothing to do, so below you will find 8 things that I like. This does not cover every entity however, so these are the top 8
I Like To...

No. 8 ~ Fantasize: Don't take it the perverted way. Think of it as a... superb vision of mine. I day dream, imagine things, and yeah, fantasize. Of what? The list changes however, so I have no definite answer to that. I think of... lots of things. Things I go through a particular day, event, and everything. Oddly enough, these activites do not come forth into my dreams. They don't seep into my dreams, but more into my memory.

No. 7 ~ Stare: I like to capture a memory of someone in my mind, and keep it for as long as I can. I don't stare and look away; I don't like to catch glimpses of people; instead I love to stare at them for some time, when they're not looking. I know those who like to do this, and shares this peculiar behaviour. When I stare at the person, I could almost feel he/she would stare at me back. I like to stare at someone I have interest in.

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No. 6 ~ Keep my mouth shut: I'd do this whenever I have to. Most of the time. I walk rather slowly and often time I keep my mouth shut and quiet. Its like "I rather sleep than play the Ps2" get what I mean? I heard rumors that I am shy? Am I? =)

No. 5 ~ Chat: That helps keep my socializing skills up a notch. It works wonders rather than a usual talk, and I don't do that very often. I chat and I socialize. Not much difference eh?

No. 4 ~ Write & Read: Yeah, when I am into it. Sometimes it kills me to read a 150 page article, but sometimes it interests me so much that after reading it, I'd frame the article up and print it up on a LARGER font. Writing is part of me now; it never wears off, nor does it ever go away. I tried to forget about it, but it will kill me if I don't use the keyboard for a day.

No. 3 ~ Keep my hair untidy: Yeah, untidy. Not tidy. I wash my hair from time to time, but not use the comb. I just... hate the comb. It doesn't help you comb your hair. It ruins it. And to top that off, it collects dust, which after use, will produce grease and oil on the tips. When you run it over your hair... yikes!

No. 2 ~ Do things... weird things: Who doesn't? I believe you have done something silly or dumb yourself in the past days or months, or years for that matter. Some of the weird things I do include:
- Exercise in the middle of the night without any reason to.
- Wake up from the bed in the morning (early morning), look at the clock until it points "SNAP OUT OF IT!" which never comes.
- Listen to 60s/80s/instrumental music (I'm 16 people say... kids these days...)
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No. 1 ~ Hide Myself; Hide The Truth : I suppose I think and dress up rationally but act silly. Some people can confirm I assure you. But I don't often act like what I look. I hate trendy clothings, I hate smokers but yes I still mix with them, fortunately I know i am not one of them. But I mostly hate denials and accusations without evidence. I hate these people. But what does all that got to do with me hiding myself? Yes, I don't show them.I guess this is obvious when I make funny faces, but no. I don't. I keep a calm look and a "who cares about him let him die" look. I don't appear as who I am. Its just like the girl next door; she's shy, quiet but she's good in bed. No, actually nothing like that. I like to be err, I like to let people know that they can count on me. I'll be their friend anywhere. I want them to feel secured.Do I have a special someone well no..I dont..I'm a single fool.But whatever it is, I am afraid that people may judge me the way I'm not, the inside. I run away from my problems I will find a way to occupy myself just to get away from friends n family problems especially.I hate to be a burden to people around me,I prefer to do things alone.Yea..I'm a loner....hmm...I wonder why sometimes I'm a loner mmm?

Complicated Heart by Miachael Learns To Rock

2006-01-30T04:45:00.000+08:00

couldnt sleep...so yea decided to post something.....alot of things in my mind...life's complicated...and other peoples' heart as well...alright cut the sad story....check this song out...its really nice, "Complicated Heart by Miachael Learns To Rock" ....here's the lyrics..hope you like it...

Don't know what to say now don't know where to start
I don't know how to handlea complicated heart
You tell me you are leaving
but I just have to say
before you throw it all away,

Chorus:
Even if you want to go alone
I will be waiting when you're coming home
And if you need someone to ease the pain
you can lean on me, my love will still remain,

Don't know what you're thinking
to me it seems quite tough
to hold a conversationwhen words are not enough
so this is your decision
and there's nothing I can do
I can only say to you,

Chorus:

Even if you want to go alone
I will still love you when tomorrow comes
And if you need someone to ease the pain
you can lean on me, my love will still remain,

if this is your decision
and theres nothing i can do
i can only say to you,

even if you want to go alone
i will be waiting when your coming hom
eif you need someone to ease the pain
you can lean on me my love will still remain,

even if you want to go alone
i will still love you when tomrrow comes......

hope you like it....hmmm...the clock shows 5.25am....and I still cant sleep..sad ..sad...anyways...alot of things to do..till next time..ciaoooo

Sleepless From Dusk Till Dawn

2006-01-29T00:58:00.000+08:00

I am energetic. I am fulfilled...

From dusk till dawn.What keeps us alive? [Time for my crazy talk again]. People. Things we have. People we cherish. Happy moments. The one we love. Am I right? If I'm wrong, explain briefly why you think so.

I'm sleepless at night. During these times, I think about my future. I am trying to be frank and honest. I think about... myself and the possibility of me being a successful person, having a beautiful, loving and caring woman in my life, kids and my home. This is our life. This is our place. Our country. Our cherished planet Earth. Who shouldn't we be thinking about our future? After all, we all live and die. We have the right.

We start the day. We wake up and the first thing we use would be our eyes. The first sight you ever used. We use this sense of sight throughout the day. Our whole life. Think about that and be thankful if you could still see. Dont feel bad for others who cant because they dont...they are living still even without their sense of sight..and they are working harder than some of us just live in this world.

I feel we all lack a little "something" in our life. We have nothing to be happy with. Something that is... anonymous to ourselves. We aren't aware of this presence but we know we need it. But we don't know what it is... How is this possible? Well it is... How... I don't know.

Now, I have not much interesting entries this past few days... I'm going through some sleepless nights these few weeks. I can't explain it... But somewhere in this... wide cosmos... I wonder. Will there ever be a person that shares the same thoughts... the same feelings... the same dreams... the same personalities with me? It totally defies any explanation... but it always grip on you and would not let you be free... It will hold on until you cry out and whisper to somebody. Someone you do not know telling them your problem... and they'd reply that you're nothing but a little loner who has some problems in the mind. Twisted one which holds no faith in others but the person you whispered to.

Now we all have something precious. Something that belongs entirely to us, and we have absolute power to get rid of it, to hold it, to love it and to cherish it. But do we do any of these, or do we just let it be? I let things be for I know no matter how hard I try to get back on my feet on certain things I fail....yes I failed one two many times before and I am still failing in "something" I am trying to get NOW.They say that God does not plan or has nothing in his mind on beings He made... He created. He's not planning anything. That hits me when I heard of it. How could God not plan anything before humans were made? Before all of us were put on this planet? I goes thats just another mystery of life. it doesn't matter what I believe, but what matters... is what you want to. Would I want to believe that you think I'm a psycho right now typing these nonsense which makes no sense to the mind? No, not yet. At least, I don't want to.

A notion of human beings... where we come from does not matter. Does it? I mean from my way of thinking, I guess not. Scientist break free their brains to be able to think that we were all from apes... and some say we're just some beings made out after the "big bang". Some ppl would go... "Wat the hell is all these crap? It doesn't make sense". Common sense is not very common these days, just like I always say. But I feel that I'm aging. Of course I am... Just my inner soul feel a lot older. A lot older than my physical state. A lot older than a 40 year-old man who does nothing but make money and play with women. A lot older than a 29 year-old man who works in the factory dealing with machines all day, but all he has in his pocket is a pack of Malboro smoking his way to dusty death. Heh. I'm not Shakespeare but I do know what Life's Brief Candle means. The whole idea of that poem is to get a peace of mind. Take John Lennon for an example. Give peace a chance. Did he make peace? He did not die out of foolishness but was shot. He did not intend to get shot, he didn't want to of course. But there's never a single being that wants to die from a bullet through his heart. I'd say... Never.

So what the hell are these statements all about? Its all about the things you do from Dusk till Dawn. I pray. I send them to God. And He answers. And I am thankful that everyone here does not understand what I am saying here. I am glad. Because if you do, i'd like to know you..i really do, and that would take a lot of my time. Consume them. But thank God that you're alive. Healthy.I'm still sleepless. Lack of them. Cannot perform that simple activity which is not an activity in the first place. I need somebody. A human being can live without food, without wealth, without water for a few days, but a human being can never... ever live alone.

( Forgive me if you think I wrote a whole bunch of crap here...I am not asking you to understand it....but there will be someone who does....haha dont get a wrong impression but..if you do understand this please do leave a comment....I wanna waste all my nights talking to you )